Afterlife

[DLJ]

My laptop dies occasionally.  I has a blue fit and stops communicating.  Later it comes back to life and offers a report of its experience to its transcendent creator.

One day it will be permanently dead.  Incapable of receiving input or producing output.

It will add to the pile of techno-junk in Guangdong Province to wait and decompose.

The parts will be recycled and the process will pollute the lungs of children as they burn the wires to expose copper, melt circuit boards in pots to extract lead or dunk the boards in acid to remove the gold.

But what of the operating system and the apps?

Where do the soldiers go after their Call of Duty has ended?

And all the pretty girls who can't afford clothes ... where do they go after my laptop dies?

Love the poetic metaphor!  

In the case of reality, the universe itself would the operating system and you are the answerer to the Call of Duty or the dancing naked lady.

Consciousness only requires a few basic forces of the universe to operate (mainly space and electromagnetism), a physical body made of atoms gives it the opportunity to localize in time and space to create 4d growth patterns through time and experience the 5d fruits or deficits of that growth.
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On that basis, my laptop's naked ladies are conscious.

This somehow makes them more erotic. But, sadly, they are 2d shadows on a 3d wall.

That we are 4d shadows on a 5d wall is an intriguing assertion, I look forward to being persuaded.